Flowers in full bloom [Through the book, I became the favorite of the dark group]

Chapter 449: Heating Emotions; To the River Valley Fishman

A copy of "Jinse".

Thanks to the change in attitude of the two most awkward people, Ren Baitou and Mu Liangchao, Xiaole's relationship with everyone became visibly harmonious.

During meals, Mu Liangchao had become accustomed to competing with Fu Guang to help Xiao Le warm up the food.

Every time Xiaole took action, Mu Liangchao would immediately check her physical condition, making Xiaole feel as if she was going to die soon.

At this moment, Mu Liangchao stared at her for a long time, then reached out to straighten her collar, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Xiaole helplessly hid his little face into his hat and turned to bury his head in Fu Guang's arms.

She likes the feeling that Fu Guang brings.

Desire, greed, and dependence.

Fu Guang patted her on the back and glared back at Mu Liangchao, who was paying too much attention to her and looked a little vulgar.

The group was already at the northern edge of the Thirteen Woods.

They have already passed through Thirteen Forests.

But it was already late and it was unsafe to travel at night, so we planned to rest here for a night before heading to Xiang Valley.

Xiaole sat next to Fu Guang and watched the meat porridge cooking in the pot.

"Cuckoo~"

Fu Guang turned his head and Xiao Le lowered his head, holding his stomach in embarrassment.

Fu Guang served her a bowl and said, "Let it cool for a while."

Xiaole held the porridge in his hands and stared at it.

After seeing that everyone had received their food and were ready to eat, Xiao Le started eating.

Iris and Huanbo took turns to keep watch while the others rested.

Unlike many games that can be fast-forwarded directly, in this game you cannot skip eating, drinking, or sleeping, and the game restores real physiological needs.

Fu Guang slept next to Xiao Le, and Xiao Le closed his eyes.

She originally thought that the nightmare caused by the Dream Butterfly would come back when she fell asleep, but she ended up having no dreams that night and slept until she woke up naturally.

When she woke up again, she was hanging on Fu Guang's shoulder and nestled in his arms.

"woke up?"

Xiaole rubbed his eyes and looked up.

Fu Guang was looking at her with his eyes lowered.

Perhaps because she was afraid that her long hair would disturb the person in her arms, Fu Guang, who had her hair loose, tied it up low and let it hang on one side.

Fu Guang put the man down.

Xiao Le looked carefully and found that they had already moved away from the Thirteen Forests and were moving along the river.

The deciduous coniferous forest is covered with a layer of silver frost, and the winding light blue river with a bit of frost and snow flows on the land of ice, snow and wasteland, just like blue fresh blood flowing out of the cracks in the earth.

This is Xiang River, which stretches east-west between Yulou Pass and the old ruins of Beijie, and is a natural dividing line.

The destination of their trip, the Enlightenment Ice Nest, was located in a special ice hole in the Xiang River Valley.

The further they walked in, the more ice there was on both sides of the valley, as if countless flowers carved from ice and snow were inlaid on the mountain walls on both sides. The Xiang River had also been frozen, and the temperature had dropped significantly.

It is said that the Enlightenment Ice Nest is an alien object with extreme cold properties and cannot be moved, but people with special abilities are allowed to enter and practice.

The core of the Enlightenment Ice Nest contains the "Enlightenment Inscription", which can help people with the eighth-level cultivation to comprehend and break through the bottleneck of the ninth level.

Other than that, there is no other special function. If a person with low cultivation enters rashly, he will be easily injured by the cold air.

The closer you get to the ice nest, the lower the temperature in the air.

Fu Guang wrapped Xiao Le in a down jacket from head to toe.

"I'm not cold." Xiao Le said weakly.

Fu Guang touched her cold cheek: "You said you weren't cold, but your face is red from the cold."

Xiaole was speechless.

There is a kind of cold that makes adults think you are cold.

Xiaole let him wrap herself up like a silkworm and walked forward holding his hand.

Fu Guang suddenly stopped, and the others stopped as well, looking around vigilantly.

Xiaole also looked to the front left.

There, there is someone, no, maybe not a person!

"Huh...hiss..."

It was similar to the sound of someone with lung problems breathing, as if it was right next to your ear, yet it was coming from every direction.

"Gather together."

After Fu Guang finished speaking, the seven people quickly gathered around him.

Then, one after another, black fish heads emerged from the mountain.

Only then did they discover that there were actually a lot of caves on the mountain wall right next to the area covered by ice. Fish heads popped out of those caves one after another, all over the mountain.

The full picture of those monsters appeared in the eyes of several people.

It has a fish head and a human body, its hands are fish fins, below are human legs, and behind it hangs a limp fish tail-like cartilage.

Their eyes are somewhere between the sides and the front, which is very strange.

His whole body was covered with dark blue mucus, which dripped onto the ground like snot, and was disgusting to look at.

They slowly approached the seven people.

Mu Liangchao had already clamped the power suppressor around his neck, but he still looked as nauseous as if he was about to vomit.

"To the valley, fish-man."

This is a species of creature unique to the Xiang River Valley, and no one knows whether they are mutations of humans and fish or alien creatures.

Influenced by the energy of the Enlightenment Ice Nest, these fishmen gradually gained wisdom and became closer to humans.

And because there are many people with special powers coming here, and they themselves have sufficient energy, these fish people have gradually begun to feed on humans.

If they were not dependent on the energy of the Enlightenment Ice Nest to maintain their intelligence, these murlocs might have spread into human territories to hunt.

The fishmen themselves do not have a high level of cultivation, but they are naturally agile and powerful. The mucus secreted on the surface of their skin is also somewhat toxic. Once it gets on their bodies, it is difficult to wash off, making it particularly troublesome to deal with.

Not to mention such a quantity.

The fishmen in the front looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward.

Xiao Le took action, and a bolt of lightning stretched across the front of several people, forming a wall of lightning.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several fishmen slammed into the wall hard, and the energy of the strong flash of lightning was consumed. Several fishmen were electrocuted and fell to the ground.

Mu Liangchao pinched his nose and gave her a thumbs up.

Lightning has a clear restraint on murlocs.

Fu Guang frowned slightly at this time: "Watch out behind you."

A few people looked behind them and saw that the frozen surface of the Xiang River was actually breaking apart. Familiar yet strange fishmen were climbing out of the river one after another.

Ren Baitou held the gun with both hands and asked in surprise: "When did these things become so numerous?"

Fu Guang looked around and immediately made arrangements:

"Lebao, take yourself as the center, maintain the thunder array, and Huanbo will protect you closely.

Everyone else, five minutes, quick and decisive, finish them off, don't hold back!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Le condensed a thunderstorm and deployed a lightning array under the feet and above the heads of her, Huan Bo and Fu Guang, so that the fishmen dared not approach.

Fu Guang leaned over and said to Xiao Le: "Take a close look at their true strength."

Xue Wuwang is a man of few words, but he always rushes to the front at times like this.

His whole body was shining with blood, as if he was wearing a layer of bright red armor, and the fishman's mucus could not fall on him at all.

His hands had turned into sharp claws covered with hard red scales. The fierce wind created by the claws tore the fishmen in front of him into pieces.

Smelling his scent, more fishmen pounced on him.

Xue Wuwang suddenly closed his eyes.

The murlocs covered the sky and almost submerged him. Suddenly, a blood-red beam of light shot up into the sky, and a huge blood-red figure leaped up.

"Roar--"

A hundred-meter-long blood-red dragon hovered in the air, and each scale looked like a carefully carved red crystal.

The blood jade dragon let out a long roar, and the fishmen below were actually shocked and stood still.

At this moment, a blood-red dragon descended from the sky.

With a loud bang, the earth trembled, and blood-red runes rose from the ground and hovered in the air around the dragon. All the fishmen in the runes were torn to pieces.

Fu Guang told Xiao Le: "The Blood Jade Dragon's innate ability comes from the energy of the earth.

Blood Jade Dragons are often born in places where underground mineral veins are deposited. They are extremely sensitive to minerals and can use the special energy generated by underground magma, high temperature, and pressure to enhance their own abilities. "

"Ren Baitou's [Bacchus] is here."

Xiaole looked in the direction he pointed.

Ren Baitou, holding two guns in his hands, rushed into the pile of fishmen. The two guns were flying, leaving afterimages and forming an impenetrable aura. Not a single drop of mucus fell on him.

Ren Baitou shouted softly, and the water and fire resonance of his two guns shot out, sending the fishmen around him flying.

Ren Baitou took out an iron wine jug, tilted his head back, and the wine went down his throat.

The strong liquor goes down the throat, and the divine power is added.

Ren Baitou's eyes were a little drunken, and his expression with lowered brows and eyes was difficult to discern, and people dared not to blaspheme.

One is water and the other is fire. Two pistols are suspended in the air, intersecting and spinning rapidly.

All the energy in Ren Baitou's body turned into tangible liquor, which, with a clear and slightly bitter aroma, was poured into the pistol.

Large streams of water and fire slanted down like thousands of extremely sharp blades, nailing countless fishmen to the ground.

Ren Baitou put away his gun. At this moment, the noisy Baimao looked like a romantic and unrestrained hero.